User blog comment:Biggren/The Silvir Conquest/@comment-3135907-20141204195450/@comment-3135907-20141213164924

Skipper sums up the situation, rubbing his whiskers thoughtfully. "Hmm, this is worser'n I h'expected." Silvo extends a paw. "Skipper." Skipper eyes the otter for a moment before shaking his paw, slowly and deliberately. "Roaringale." "Are ye goin' to sit 'ere pumpin' me paw all day, or are we goin' to get these'ns back to the Abbey?" Silvo says with a gleam in his eye. "Alright, we'll get 'em back, ye c'n be sure o' that. Right lads, let's get 'em picked up, double quick! Heave 'o!" The otters quickly lift the two injured, and carrying them easily, stamp off toward Redwall.